someday.

I’m losing all of my senses
trying to remember the shape of your phantom
and the fact that you only ever see me in the dim light
couldn’t do any justification,
that you were too vague to be missed
But somehow when I look up at the tinted sky
I found my self whispering

“we’ll meet again”

 


Illustration by ZandraArt

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